Apokolips.
Starting from the site of the ancient Hall, a bottomless abyss appeared on the ground, extending to the end of the Apokolips city, with wisps of black smoke rising from it.
Patta!
A thick arm reached out from the abyss, gripping the fractured ground layer beside it, and from the darkness within the abyss, a pair of eyes with crimson lightning lit up.
At this moment, those eyes revealed pain, anger, coldness, and ruthlessness!
A hoarse, deep voice, like that of a demon, resonated:
"Earth, I will definitely go!"
As long as he controls that, even the most powerful being will be used by him!
...Somewhere in the Universe, above the outer space of a Planet, a colossal Super Interstellar Battleship was docked.
Inside the battleship's cabin, in a dimly lit Hall with the Universe outside the window as its backdrop, a bald being sat on the main seat. His imposing figure was similar to Darkseid's, but his rough body was entirely purple.
"Master. Loki has completely failed. Not only did he lose a fleet of warships, but he also lost the Mind Stone." An alien elder in a neat uniform floated into the Hall, kneeling respectfully and gentlemanly on the ground, and said with downcast eyes to the bald being on the main seat.
Thanos sat on the main seat with an unchanging expression, one hand resting slightly on the armrest, his fist supporting one side of his face, and asked, "Gamora, have you found her?"
"Not yet." Ebony Maw, one of the Black Order, shook his head gently and said, "She should have gone to the alien civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy. I have already contacted Ronan and asked him to keep an eye out for Gamora's whereabouts while he searches for that most important Infinity Stone."
Thanos narrowed his eyes and said gravely, "Send Nebula out. She can find Gamora. Gamora is an indispensable link! Bring her back to me as soon as possible!"
"Yes, Master." Ebony Maw nodded in acknowledgment.
Thanos continued to ask, "Have you found the dwelling place of the Dwarf race?"
Ebony Maw quickly responded, "We are narrowing down the search, it shouldn't be long before we can confirm it!"
"Very good." Thanos nodded gently, his thick arm lowered from the back of the chair, he clenched his fist, and said coldly, "Once everything is ready, that will be the time for me to go to Earth."
"Then they will understand that I am—Destiny!"
...Above the Nine Realms, Asgard.
Inside the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm, there was a small, independent prison with a highly powerful divine barrier and a transparent, glass-like entrance.
Inside the prison, which could barely fit a mattress.
The handsome and evil young man suddenly awoke, his forehead and the tip of his nose covered in large beads of sweat, the back of his clothes soaked with cold sweat, his entire body's hair standing on end, and goosebumps all over!
Loki's first reaction upon waking was to quickly reach for his chest. Although there was no longer a wound there, touching his skin with his fingers still brought back the pain seared into his memory.
It hurt so much!
"Right, I'm no longer on Earth. I failed, and almost died..." Loki murmured, then completely lost his strength and lay back down on the bed in the claustrophobic prison.
He no longer remembered how many times he had woken up like this.
At the end of his dreams, it was always that young figure in a silver spider suit, and that one finger—
The silver metallic spider silk that pierced the clone's forehead, and the dagger blade that ran through his body's chest... Even recalling it now, Loki would instinctively shiver and curl up slightly.
That fear was embedded deep within his body and soul!
"Never going to Earth again."
Loki murmured softly, closing his eyes, unsure where his fate would lead next... Earth.
Washington, residential building, an ordinary, unremarkable single room.
"Master, it's time to get up for breakfast. Otherwise, you'll be late for school!" Vincent woke up to the familiar and pleasant wake-up call of his Scarlet Maid.
The Black-haired Boy, Vincent, was yawning and stretching as he got up, and saw the small girl's figure run over to open the curtains. The cool, bright morning light outside streamed abundantly through the window.
"How come I remember it's the weekend today?"
Vincent mumbled confusedly, rubbing his somewhat messy hair.
"No, it's only Friday today." Little Wanda said, then busily scurried out of the room again.
"It's already been three days since then." Vincent murmured inexplicably, throwing off the covers, getting up, putting on his shoes, and walking to the wardrobe in the room.
He opened the bottom drawer and removed the white shirt on top.
In the bottom of the drawer, neatly folded on the left and right, were a black and white tight-fitting battle suit with a spider insignia, and a dark cape battle suit with an "S" family totem insignia... The strange battle suits were accumulating.
Vincent silently closed the bottom drawer, opened the top layer of the wardrobe, and took out a set of normal long-sleeved clothes hanging inside.
He washed up and changed his clothes.
Vincent went out of his room and had breakfast with Wanda. The living room TV was on, still playing news about the alien incident from a few days ago.
However, due to the Justice League's first public appearance in battle, coupled with the miraculous resurrection of the Superhero—Superman, news reports generally believed that the alien invasion was resolved by Superman and the Justice League working together.
After all.
Who would believe that the powerful being who almost single-handedly resolved the alien invasion was just an ordinary high school student who still had to go to school and take exams?
Vincent, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, as it would save him a lot of unnecessary trouble.
He knew that this was mostly the result of his aunt's behind-the-scenes efforts. Now the whole World was discussing Superman's resurrection, and no one noticed who that Sun-like light and Shadow existence in the sky had been... After eradicating Apocalypse's hidden alien forces on Earth, Vincent was finally able to return to a relatively peaceful daily life.
The only downside was—
His aunt's evening practice sessions were temporarily canceled, she said it was for him to get some good rest.
Hmm, for Vincent, who loves to study, this was an extremely cruel thing.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Sitting on the opposite chair, Wanda looked at the somewhat dejected Vincent and asked curiously.
"Nothing." Vincent shook his head, then suddenly remembered something and reminded her, "Oh, right. This weekend, you're going to a place for study. I've found you a teacher."
"A teacher? To learn what?" Wanda tilted her small head slightly, her crimson pigtails swaying gently.
Cute.
Vincent said, "On Saturday, you'll stay home. Someone will pick you up at ten in the morning, and you'll know then."
"Okay, Master. I'll learn whatever you want me to." Wanda suppressed her curiosity and nodded obediently.
She had no idea yet what kind of World she was about to step into!
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